From
an article on Slate talking about why writers sometimes don't catch on, during a discussion of one writer's abilities:
each of these flawed people is exquisitely drawn, from a man whose infertility triggers a cascade of cranky masculine self-doubt to a teenage girl whose ambition to become a tennis champion gets derailed by an incipient eating disorder. Thomas’ metaphors sing: “What is it about the first sip of a crisp Sauvignon Blanc on a mild spring day? It’s like drinking a field of cold, slightly shivery flowers.”
That is a
simile.
Published on September 13, 2015 17:40